ing
Doubtless very honest, because he is so very simple:
For to say truth, we Men of Parts are sometimes
Over-wise, witness my last night's retreat
From but a supposed Danger, and returning to fall
Into a real one. Well, I'll now to _Isabella_,
And know her final Resolution; if _Clarina_ will
Be kind, so; if not, there be those that will.
--And though I cannot any Conquest boast
For all the Time and Money I have lost,
At least of _Isabel_ I'll be reveng'd,
And have the flattering Baggage soundly swing'd;
And rather than she shall escape my Anger,
My self shall be the Hero that shall bang her. [Exit.

ACT IV.

SCENE I. _Antonio's_ House.

Enter _Ismena_ and _Isabella_.

_Isab._ Madam, turn your back to that side,
For there _Antonio_ is hid; he must not see your
Face: now raise your Voice, that he may hear what 'tis you say.

_Ism._ I'll warrant you, _Isabella_:
Was ever wretched Woman's Fate like mine,
Forc'd to obey the rigid Laws of Parents,
And marry with a Man I did not love?

_Ant._ Oh, there's my cause of Fear. [_Ant._ peeps.

_Ism._ Though since I had him, thou know'st I have endeavour'd
To make his Will my Law,
Till by degrees and Custom, which makes things natural,
I found this Heart, which ne'er had been engag'd
To any other, grow more soft to him;
And still the more he lov'd, the more I was oblig'd,
And made returns still kinder; till I became
Not only to allow, but to repay his Tenderness.

_Isab._ She counterfeits rarely. [Aside.
Madam, indeed I have observ'd this truth.

_Ism._ See who 'tis knocks. [One knocks.

_Ant._ What will this come to? [Aside.

_Isab._ Madam, 'tis _Alberto_.

Enter _Alberto_. Bows.

_Ism._ My Lord, you've often told me that you lov'd me,
Which I with Womens usual Pride believ'd;
And now, encourag'd by my hopeful Promises,
You look for some Returns: Sir, is it so?

_Alb._ What means she?
Pray Heaven I answer right. [Aside.
--Madam, if I have err'd in that belief,
To know I do so, is sufficient punishment.
--Lovers, Madam, though they have no returns,
Like sinking Men, still catch at all they meet with;
And whilst they live, though in the midst of Storms,
Because they wish, they also hope for Calms.

_Ism._ And did you, Sir, consider who I was?

_Alb._ Yes, Madam, Wife unto my Friend _Antonio_,
The only Man that has an Inter